Getting back on the wagon
Ever wonder just how many abandoned blogs the internet is littered with? All those monuments of narcissism still standing, long after the narcissists have lost interest in their own reflections.
Now I'm guilty of it myself, on multiple counts. And I can think of more than a few reasons why people just....stop. In my case, one of life's low blows took me out at the knees, and it was hard to find momentum again after that. Then there's the incentive to lose the audience you didn't mean to gain - the frenemies and the malicious voyeurs. It's no fun realizing you are someone else's punchline; that this friend you happened to tell about your blog told that friend, and now they are both having a good laugh at your expense.
Ultimately, people are vicious - and if that's not something you can live with, then you should probably never go anywhere on the internet, ever. Everything I need to know about people I learned in high school; but, like algebra, the things I learned in high school are the easiest to forget.
I hope to someday reach a point where I truly don't care, instead of just saying I don't. I care less than I did in high school, but sometimes when people around you act like they did at 15 it takes you back to that place in your own mind. That's a place I really, really try to avoid, and no one trying to avoid their own memories can write anything. And so, the writing stops.
But you can't stay stuck on stopped forever.